One Thousand Twenty-Eight: Everyone's Abacus (4)

Seeing Nie Xun's displeased expression, the old woman knew that she had said something wrong, so she quickly made amends.

"I still remember—I still remember one thing—" she hurriedly said, "Mr. Erlang still has a red mole on the inside of his right thigh."

After the old woman said this, Nie Xun's expression changed slightly.

Except for the servants and his wife who served him, no one knew about his features, let alone such a hidden part on the inner thigh.

Nie Xun had a hunch that maybe he could learn the answer to the mystery that had puzzled him for many years from the old woman.

The old woman cried, "Mr. Erlang, this old slave really didn't deceive you, every word and every sentence is absolutely true——"

Nie Xun suppressed his emotions, "What else?"

The old woman choked for a moment, she thought she had made a mistake, and said tremblingly, "Besides...you are very similar to Mrs. Zhen. When I saw you just now, this old slave thought that seeing the newly married Mrs. Zhen was so beautiful. It's a pity, the beauty is unlucky--"

Nie Xun didn't know what expression to show.

He knew that he was extremely beautiful, and with a little makeup and makeup, he could outshine others, but he didn't like others to talk about his appearance.

His appearance is not as pure and unparalleled as Wei Ci's, but rather has a bit of compelling beauty.

Because of his outstanding and gorgeous appearance, Nie Xun was often bullied by Nie's children as a girl when he was a child.

Nie Xun still remembers the embarrassment and humiliation of being surrounded by a wall when he was a child and being forced to take off his pants to prove the man's body.

"Are you serious?"

The old woman said humanely, "Of course it is serious, Mrs. Zhen has a very good appearance, it is hard to forget."

"You say she was a pretty girl—and died young?"

Nie Xun didn't dare to ask for specific information, feeling flustered all the time, so he only dared to ask for some trivial news.

The old woman shook her head like a rattle, she said, "Madam Zhen is alive and well now."

When Nie Xun heard this, his mood changed a little.

The family situation of the biological father and the biological mother is not bad, why abandon him?

Nie Xun took a deep breath, "Tell me everything you know."

The old woman nodded repeatedly, but hesitated before speaking.

"Mr. Erlang, if this old slave says it, can you give him some money and food? The old slave's family is struggling——"

If it wasn't for being too poor, the old woman wouldn't have come to Nie Xun to try her luck. She wasn't sure if Nie Xun was the baby boy from back then.

After all—after all, she was the one who buried the baby boy in the ground with her own hands, but she was still alive!

When she mentioned the red mole on her thigh, the other person's expression changed drastically, and it seemed that it was the same person.

Nie Xun frowned deeply, and waved to the servant to give the old woman a plate of silver, which was twenty ingots!

The old woman stroked the silver with trembling hands, her heart was full of joy, and she was not stingy with her words.

"Mr. Erlang, what do you want to know, the old slave will definitely say what he can say."

The old woman held back her excitement, the creases on her face squeezed together because of her smile.

Nie Xun asked, "Who are my parents? Why did they abandon me back then?"

The old woman was stunned for a moment, then sighed, "Mr. Erlang, you are not abandoned."

Nie Xun was taken aback.

Not abandoned?

The old woman chattered, "This old slave is Mrs. Zhen's dowry maid, and later married a servant girl in the mansion. Mrs. Zhen gave birth to a gentleman and failed to win back the master's heart, but was overwhelmed by the noble concubine whom the master loves Later, Mrs. Zhen and the concubine were pregnant at the same time. Even so, the master still didn't give Mrs. Zhen a second look. Mrs. Zhen took the risk of dystocia and gave birth to you for a day and a night. The concubine also gave birth to a baby Son. The master dotes on his concubine and kills his wife. He couldn't bear the concubine's son being treated as a concubine, so he simply exchanged you two."

Nie Xun seemed to have listened to a heavenly book.

He laughed angrily, "Which family education is so strange that it confuses the concubine and pretends the concubine to be the concubine?"

When Nie Xun heard the truth, he began to wonder if his ears had heard it wrong. How could there be such a ridiculous thing?

Seeing that Nie Xun was angry, the old woman hurriedly said, "This is absolutely true, but——but according to rumors,

It seems that Mrs. Zhen was restless in the room, and secretly had an affair with her servants to give birth to you. Outsiders spread such rumors, but this old slave dared to curse, Mrs. Zhen is innocent, and has never done anything to offend the master. It must be the master's concubine making up a random fabrication to slander Mrs. Zhen's innocence—"

Nie Xun quickly calmed down, his expression unmoved.

"I have a question--"

The old woman didn't know the danger was coming, but she smiled obsequiously, "Mr. Erlang, just ask."

Nie Xun said, "You should be the person next to the concubine, right?"

The old woman's face turned pale with fright, her legs were shaking, "This, this—"

Nie Xun said indifferently, "There are few people who know about such a big thing as confusing the concubines. Not only do you know about it, but you even call yourself my wet nurse. It can be seen that you should have taken care of me back then, so you know about it." I have a red mole on my leg. Then, I have another question, how did I leave the mansion and be sold by others?"

The old woman's eyes widened in astonishment, and she backed away in fright, not even daring to take a second look at the plate of silver.

"Old, old slave—Erlang-jun, old slave—"

Nie Xun got up from the table, raised his hand and drew out the sword at his waist, and put the tip of the sword against the old woman's throat.

"Tell the truth."

The old woman cried and said, "Every word of this old slave is true—the noble concubine saw that you looked too much like Mrs. Zhen, and was afraid that you would arouse Mrs. Zhen's suspicion when you grew up in the mansion, so I asked this old slave to send you out. government, and even, even ordered the old slave to bury you—"

Hearing the word "buried", Nie Xun was basically sure that what the old woman said was true.

Nie Xun followed the clues to find Dongqing and questioned many people.

The person who first discovered Nie Xun was a peasant woman. She overheard crying in the field, and dug out the dying Nie Xun from the soil. The peasant woman did not raise him, but sold him to Ren Yazi, because Nie Xun was good-looking, and the price was a bit more expensive than ordinary boy babies.

After several twists and turns, Nie Xun ended up living in Zhongzhao, and was adopted as a foster son by the adoptive parents of Nie's side branch by mistake.

Nie Xun asked the old woman in a deep voice.

"Tell me—who are my biological parents?"

Although Nie Xun came to find relatives, he didn't have much affection for his biological parents, he just wanted to find his own roots.

If the biological parents lost him because of helplessness, Nie Xun could consider helping them.

If the biological father and the biological mother abandoned him on purpose, he would make the couple regret it!

Don't say anything about being kind, Nie Xun doesn't recognize this.

In his view, the essence of childbearing is just a sentence - a man and a woman want to be together when they want to be together, and when they are together, they will have children.

The mother still has the grace of being pregnant in October, and the father is just venting his joy overnight.

They have the right to give birth to him, but they have no right to arbitrarily deprive him of his life.

The old woman looked at Nie Xun with a gloomy face, her heart couldn't help trembling, and said tremblingly, "Mr. Erlang's biological father is the head of the Meng clan in Cangzhou. The daughter, named Gu Zhen, has now remarried to Liu She, the second son of the Hejian Liu family—this Liu She, I heard that he is quite famous now—Erlang Jun—everything from this old slave is true—"

Nie Xun: "..."

"Say it again, I didn't hear you clearly just now."

The old woman closed her eyes, and repeated it intermittently with a look of death.

Nie Xun was so startled that he backed up a few steps, and dropped the sword he was holding on the ground.

How could he be the son of old man Meng Zhan?